Chapter 1142

In the haunted house next door.

Xia Yuxun was holding a mahogany sword in her arms, a gossip mirror on her chest, and a piece of talisman paper on her forehead. She was hiding under the quilt and trying to sleep. When she was about to develop a little drowsiness, she suddenly heard an extremely abrupt "" Ding dong—”

In the silence of the night, the sudden sound echoed throughout the house, and it was simply terrifying.

Xia Yuxun jumped up from the bed in fright, and then buried her whole body tightly under the quilt, forming a trembling little bun.

"Ding-dong-ding-dong-"

The voice was still ringing persistently, and Xia Yuxun was trembling with fright. After a while, her chaotic brain finally realized that it seemed to be the sound of the doorbell downstairs.

However, apart from the Tang family, there are no people in the area for dozens of miles. Who would ring the doorbell here in the middle of the night?

The more Xia Yuxun thought about it, the more frightened she became, and her mind began to make up all kinds of scary things again.

It took her a while to calm down.

Could it be the old butler of the Tang family?Or Ye Jinyan or Brother Yan?

After taking a deep breath, Xia Yuxun finally mustered up the courage to go downstairs and open the door.

She put a blanket on her body, walked to the door, and carefully opened a crack in the door.

In the end, unexpectedly, I saw someone absolutely unexpected...

Xiao Mufan...

How could he come?

This obviously surprised her more than seeing a ghost.

Since she really didn't like this man, her first reaction was to close the door.

Just when he was about to pull the door open, that guy suddenly put his foot in through the gap in the door, and then he squeezed in sideways. Then, when Xia Yuxun was about to yell at him and chase him away, he suddenly knelt down and hugged him. her thighs...

After hugging her, she started howling without saying a word—"Aunt! Little aunt! Help!"

aunt...

This name...

Xia Yuxun's head was covered with black lines, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, "Xiao Mufan, what are you doing? Let go!"

Xiao Mufan hugged that leg as tightly as if he was hugging driftwood, and shouted, "I won't! I won't let go! Little aunt, if you don't promise me, I won't let go!"

Seeing the way the old male god hugged her thigh and acted rascally, Xia Yuxun's heart was completely disillusioned...

Also, is this Doubi really Leng Sichen's nephew, does he really have the same blood as him?

"Promise you... What on earth am I going to promise you? Anyway, can you get up first and talk about it?" Xia Yuxun was speechless.

"Then don't drive me away!" Xiao Mufan looked vigilant.

Xia Yuxun gritted her teeth, and said angrily, "It's okay if I don't chase you away!"

After getting the guarantee, Xiao Mufan finally let go of her at ease.

Today he gave up all his face, but compared to the inhuman torture that uncle gave him, what is it worth to show a little face?
After a while, the two sat down on the sofa.

Only then did Xiao Mufan have the time to take a look at Xia Yuxun's attire. After seeing her clearly, he immediately said dumbfounded, "Little... little aunt, what kind of attire are you wearing?"

Xia Yuxun threw away the mahogany sword in his hand, took off the gossip mirror around his neck and the charm attached to his body, and said impatiently, "Leave me alone! Just tell me, what's the matter with you coming to me at night ?”

"It's not that something happened to me, but something happened to my uncle!" Xiao Mufan murmured weakly.

Xia Yuxun immediately showed a nervous expression when he heard the words, "Tang Jue...what's wrong with him?"

(End of this chapter)

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